Kids

He steals his mother's cigarettes and sometimes we even smoke the lipstick-coated butts from around the house. One night, when his father was home before he left for good, we smoked his crushed cigarette butts and drank liquor out of a shot glass, the kind only large enough for one swallow. We laughed about how you had to keep filling it up and how you couldn't just sit back and enjoy it the way you can a large glass of coke.